We are all home, finally…

We are all home, finally (Kevin's flight was two hours behind ours, booked separately given his earlier travel). Arrived to find Kat and her kids cheerfully waiting for us, which my kids were delighted by; Alex is 4 and Michael is 6 and they're staying with us for a few weeks, so it's going to be nonstop playdates around here, at least until school starts up again next week. When I was younger, I always thought I'd have four or five kids; now I get to see what that feels like. Though Kat is planning to be doing most of the childcare, which is even better. :-)

I started watering the plants and found my kitchen sink flooding; the slightly leaky faucet has graduated to full-on leaking, yay. Have mopped up the flood, sent a note to our contractor re: plumber soon, and Kevin has turned off the water to the sink, so it is handled for now. After that, though, our ability to cope pretty much shut down (after all the sick kids, travel, etc.), so we didn't even try to cook dinner but ordered Thai food instead, which I think was one of my better decisions lately.

I managed a little coherent conversation with Kat over dinner, mostly recapping poly history (she's involved long-distance with Joe, who is the partner of Karina, Kevin's and my ex -- see, now you're caught up). And then I just zoned out over the shumai. Luckily, the kids were willing to play with each other with minimal intervention and I dove into Facebook for a while, which is all my brain could handle. I have work to do, urgent work, but it requires concentration not to screw it up. In the morning.

Tomorrow, I'm going to try to lock myself in my study and work work work. The last few days I've been actually quite panicky about how behind I am on some things, panicky to the point of having trouble falling asleep. I think the best treatment for that is to actually focus and get through the worst of the backlog. If I put in two solid days on the 30th and the 31st (it's not as if I were doing anything exciting on New Year's Eve), then I can take New Year's Day off for rest, relaxation, board games with friends, and contemplation of life's mysterious ways, as one does at the turning of the year.

And with that, I'm going back to a very enjoyable book I started on the plane, Katharine Eliska Kimbriel's Night Calls, which is pretty much Little House on the Prairie with werewolves, vampires, and a feisty young female wizard. It kind of reminds me of Card's Alvin Maker books in terms of magic-on-the-frontier, but without the icky Card politics.

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